“I’m glad to see you, Blaine,” shouted the boatswain when he identified his shipmate, and grasped his hand. “Shiver my timbers if I’m not rejoiced to see a man that speaks plain English! Where’s the ship?”
“She sailed for Copenhagen this evening.”
“No; you don’t say so!”
“It’s a fact. The students went up the canal as far as the falls, and returned about dark. The squadron got under way at once. I suppose you have the cutter’s crew with you, Peaks?”
“No; arn’t they on board yet?”
“I haven’t seen them.”
“But they came down on an English steamer that left Christiania last night.”
“An English steamer came in this forenoon, but we haven’t seen the cutter’s crew.”
“That’s strange. I shouldn’t wonder if those fellows were cutting up a little.”
“But we lost two students yesterday, Scott and Laybold. I suppose they ran away.”